Monday, May 18, 2009

I may only talk about Anatomy for the next six weeks, and YOU WILL LIKE IT!

So I started to feel bad about calling that girl a dumb ass so many times in my last post, because really who am I to judge and talk crap about someone I don't even know, this class is really hard, I'll probably (yes, yes I will) have a hard time with it too. Maybe she comes in late to class and doesn't take any notes because she's one of those people who can do that and pass. Good for her!

But then today we had a quiz.

She came late into class, again, stared at the quiz for about twelve minutes, and handed it in...without a single answer written down. Later she admitted that she hadn't cracked the book all weekend.

I don't get this. Really I shouldn't care and it should make me happy because it's one less person I have to worry about...but it bothers me. After class she was considering withdrawing because it was too much for her. She told me that she spent all last semester busting her ass to get all her pre-recs done for the OTA program but that after three days of this class she was ready to quit. I mean, I did bad in plenty a class in my college days, so whatever, sometimes people don't care and that's fine, but she was almost in tears worried and upset because life had done this horrible thing to her. I wanted to scream that maybe she should just, I don't know? try a little bit!? Take a note or two? Come to class on time? Study for the quizzes you KNOW are coming up? But instead I told her the withdraw date wasn't until a few weeks and that she might as well continue in the class to see if it gets easier before giving up. Really if she can't see what the problem is, then she should withdraw.

In other news, I finished choreographing one of my recital dances! Freakin A! Who knew teaching these classes was going to be such stress? Although, really I kinda want to teach again, only because if I don't it could potentially be the first year since I was nine that dance was not a part of my life. I don't think I'm ready for that.

Falling asleep tonight to wind and rain and frogs outside my window. Not too shab.

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